Page 76 of Like Fathers, Like Son
Jesus fuck, that asshole fucking broke my woman. That was my job, and besides, I didn’t even want that anymore. I wanted her to be her;Anneka. The woman I fell in love with when we were both just children, and fell in love with again, so recently.
“Anneka, please. It’s me, Blaze. I’m the one holding you, babe. You’re going to be fine. Did he… did he hurt the baby?”
Her head suddenly lifted, and her eyes popped open, trailing over me as she started to come out of her stupor.
“Blaze?”
I forced a small grin with the dim hope that it might relax her, even though I might not necessarily be the most comforting or calming sight right now. Maybe ever.
“It’s me, babe. You’re safe now, but you need to tell me. Did he hurt you down there? Did he hurt the baby?” She shook her head, swallowing hard as more tears started rolling down her cheeks.
“I didn’t tell him. I was scared he’d deliberately hurt our baby.”
A groan on the floor a few feet away was my vital reminder that the fucker was still alive, and you know what? I was fucking relieved, because he hadn’t experienced nearly enough pain yet. He hadn’t suffered enough, but he was about to.
Helping Anneka into a single chair by the wall, I shrugged my jacket off and my jumper, and dressed her in them, hoping that it might help stop her from shivering so much. It wasn’t enough, but I could hardly give her my jeans too. She pulled her legs up and wrapped the jumper around them, hugging her knees as she stared warily at the bastard on the floor.
“What’s going to happen to him?”
The guy suddenly realised he couldn’t get up because his feet were no longer fully answering his brain’s commands, and he started to shriek at me. I laughed, stepping back toward Anneka and crouching beside her.
“You’re going to watch as I avenge every mark this fucker left on you. You’re going to get to hearhisscreams of agony, and hearhimbegging formeto stop. You’re going to see me spill his blood, and leave him dying on the floor. He dies in this room today.”
You know what, for someone so traumatised, I was impressed to see my words strengthen her, rather than further terrifying her. I could physically see her straightening up a little from that slumped position as she nodded.
“Blaze?”
“Yeah, babe.”
“Make him suffer for me?”
The grin that stretched my face must have made me look like some kind of psycho, but I didn’t care. I stood up, leaning down to kiss the top of Anneka’s head, stroking that lovely red hair of hers for a moment. Then I approached the asshole crying about his poor ankles.He was about to cry SO much more.
Anneka
I’D GONE FROM TERRIFIED, and resigned to my death, to being saved by the only person I knew who could rescue me from this monster. Suddenly the idea of watching him suffer the way he’d hurt me and even worse, was all I wanted.
He’d hurt other women like this, and probably killed them, and he deserved to pay for every moment of pain, every second of terror, every hope snuffed out by his presence and his actions.
“I can’t wait to hear you crying for mercy, asshole. Not that you’ll get mercy from me. You touched what’s mine, and now you fucking die for it,” Blaze muttered, leaning down and spitting on the guy who’d kidnapped me, but unlike Blaze, had only wanted to kill me.
“You think I’m… scared of you… kid? I’m a fucking… serial killer!” The guy gasped out, pain making his words stutter in his chest, making a mockery of his show of bravado.
Blaze laughed, crouching next to him, and trailing his knife lightly over the guy’s cheek.
“Yeah?Me too.Who knew we’d have something in common aside from kidnapping Anneka? How many kills, man?”
The guy glared up at Blaze, but his face already looked beaten and bloody, and he was hissing with pain every time he tried to move.
“She was going to be my third.”
Blaze roared with laughter then, falling back on his ass, and eventually sitting cross legged in front of the bastard.
“You… you’ve only killed two?” He started laughing again. “Three is the minimum for you to even be considered a serial killer! How many have I killed, babe?” I suddenly realised he was talking to me, and I struggled to remember the list of names on his side.
“Uh… five?”
He turned to frown deeply at me.
